[Hobbit+HP] The truth of elves

After activating the linkage magic circle integrated in the design drawings of the old forest road, Lucius handed over the rest of the battle to the orcs, and returned to Dol Guldur's bedroom alone.

As soon as he stepped into the heavily guarded room, he staggered uncontrollably.

The scorched black color climbed up the left arm, eroding every inch of dry lines in a blink of an eye.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is still something moving under the dead skin, which makes the muscles twitch continuously.

Lucius closed his eyes and endured it, and in a blink of an eye he broke out in a cold sweat.

The soul fragments backed by magic power and the regular imprints supplied by dark energy took Lucius' left arm as the battlefield, tearing wildly.The fluctuations overflowing from the battle stimulated the normal magic power circulation in other parts of Lucius' body, and the unstable impact caused bursts of pain, which seemed endless.

This state has lasted for three days.

The only good news is that the outermost edge of the battlefield between these two forces has shrunk from Lucius' neck to below his shoulders.

Using the most extreme example to describe Lucius' situation, it can be said that as long as he is willing to mutilate himself to break his left arm, the dark mark and all the changes it affects will disappear in an instant.

However, that was not Lucius' purpose.

He wanted Thranduil to be freed from the shadow of the curse, but complete self-sacrifice was not his style.

Attached to the horcrux is the soul that Lucius voluntarily split out. It is of the same line as Lucius' main soul, but it is completely separated due to the shackles of the horcrux.If it weren't for this, Horcruxes wouldn't be the most alluring and depraved life-saving law in the dark arts.

Lucius infused the split soul on the ring full of Thranduil's aura, and using this double temptation as bait, he finally succeeded in attracting and transferring the dark brand engraved in the deepest part of Thranduil's old wounds.

Without Thranduil's own power to block it, the dark brand that had seen the light of day immediately attracted all the dark energy around it to replenish itself.It devoured the fragments of the split soul in one bite, and ate away all the light energy left by Thranduil in the ring.After clearing away all obstacles in front of it, it immediately targeted the bright energy on Lucius.

Originally, he should have devoured Lucius' soul together with the bit of light overflowing from it, and then completed the mission of its existence.

However, the main soul and the sub-souls from the same origin have been split into two independent existences by the horcruxes. This kind of splitting is at the cost of killing other souls, which has the same confrontation ability as the rules.

It's just a mark left by the rules, and naturally there is no way to break through the net that Lucius built with several lives.

The brand swallowed the sub-soul, but because of the existence of the main soul, it was unable to "digest" this food.The brand mark and the remaining soul-dividing power gradually merged into one in the fierce confrontation, constantly absorbing Lucius' magic power, body power and the dark power floating outside.

Fueled by magic power and the dark energy of the outside world, the new Horcrux, which combines branding and soul splitting, crazily attracts the light power that is constantly growing on Lucius.The strength that originally supported the body's slow strengthening was quickly evacuated, and Lucius' body would quickly wilt like a plant that had its vitality sucked away.

In order to allow himself to persist until the Horcrux's suction weakened, Lucius redesigned a powerful healing potion with the help of Snape.The potion made with a large amount of rare materials can allow Lucius to heal the new wounds that appear on his body continuously in a very short period of time.Under the repeated pull of the two forces, Lucius' body seemed to be torn apart and reborn again and again, and a new internal force pattern was gradually taking shape.

However, this process is really too painful.

Lucius drank a lot of painkillers and cast himself painkilling spells one after another, but none of them could completely offset the side effects of this war.

The constant pain almost wiped out all of Lucius' patience and reason.

However, at this time, someone unwisely insisted on destroying Lucius' self-enclosed state.

The half-orc commander who stayed behind in Dol Guldur escorted a group of captives into the hall outside Lucius' bedroom and knocked on his door impatiently.

When Lucius walked out of the dormitory, his eyes were almost red.

His stare made the little half-orc commander who was originally harboring malicious intentions tremble, and was speechless for a while.

Lucius only felt that the nerves on the top of his head were throbbing in pain, but he couldn't let any dark creature that appeared in front of him notice his strangeness.

He squinted his eyes to look at the visitor who disturbed him, and the sharpness in his eyes seemed to be real.

If the little leader is still not sensible, he doesn't mind letting the leader of this group of orcs change a few more.

Speaking of which, the one in front of me is already a survivor after several killings in Dol Guldur.

The original half-orc leader refused to obey Lucius' orders, so he was deprived of the authority appointed by Lord Dol Guldur.

The temporary commander appointed by Lucius was killed by the original commander when he returned to the barracks at the bottom of the ruins.

Of course, the existence that caused the killing and did not conform to discipline was erased by Lucius again.

After going back and forth several times like this, the process of repeated games finally came to a temporary halt after the half-orc got the position of commander.After killing Lucius' last designated commander, he didn't push him any further, and came obediently to express his obedience to Lucius.

But in the end, how much obedience fell in his heart, only he himself knows.

Anyway, Lucius wouldn't care.

"You better really have something." Lucius' voice was full of undisguised anger.

"Of course, this is the captive you asked us to bring back." The little commander flinched, half bowed his head in return, and pointed to the ten elves who were pushed not far behind him, and asked greedily, "You What do you want them to do, as a reward for our food?"

"Stop thinking about things you shouldn't have." Lucius glanced at the elves, and then sternly stopped the half-orcs who were staring at them, "I want them to live well, not just as rations."

The little commander immediately showed a dissatisfied expression, stopped between Lucius and the elves, and asked loudly, as if he had found Lucius' handle, "Are you going to cover them? This is our enemy elves!"

"Idiot!" Lucius cast a spell casually, knocking the little commander who was blocking him to the ground.He took two steps forward, looked down at the half-orc subordinates who hadn't had time to get up, and asked disdainfully, "After you eat them all, you will repair this castle? If you don't bring these elves, who will you be?" To be in charge of rebuilding the world channel needed by the Demon King? Are you okay?"

The little commander still resisted, seeing that Lucius pointed his wand at him, showing his murderous intent.

"But it's impossible for them to listen to your orders, let alone help you build some passages."

After Lucius walked out of the dormitory, he actually didn't pay much attention to those elves.

When he was still by the old forest road, he learned that the dwarves had called for elf reinforcements, and he only gave a few rough instructions not to kill the elves, but to catch them alive.

He didn't have to harvest a few elf prisoners, he just found an excuse to give the elf warriors on the opposite side a little more life.

He also didn't expect that the half-orcs who were not skilled in fighting and won purely by numbers could really bring back the elves for him.

Looking closely now, Lucius couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and the sanity that had dissipated due to the pain returned a bit.

Among the ten elves, there was actually Annis.

I don't know what methods the half-orcs used. The elf was in a bit of a mess, but he wasn't seriously injured.It's just that all of them were bundled into a string by bad methods, which was extremely embarrassing.

But even under such a bad situation, those fighters had no intention of giving in.Sensing Lucius' gaze, one of the tallest elves roared angrily at him: "Lucius! How can you betray the elves and hurt His Majesty?"

"Did I hurt Thranduil?" Seeing Annis, who was farthest away from him, also showed disappointment and anger on his face. Lucius was still enduring the pain, and there was a sarcasm on his face.

"I don't need their voluntary consent." Lucius didn't respond to the questioning that he shouldn't have undertaken by himself. He snorted coldly, and softened his tone to the little orc commander.He happened to need this audience, so he became a little more patient, "But since you're curious, I can also show it to you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the half-orc to react, and went straight to the elf who had just yelled at him.

In fact, he shouldn't be using magic anymore.Any attrition might slow down the Horcrux's process of taming that brand, and prolong his painful time.Sauron might not give him enough time to recover.

But the elves were drawn before his eyes, but he didn't want to add a few more blood debts to the elves.

Lucius raised his hand, and with the powerful coercion surrounding him thanks to the brand, he easily pinched the elf's face.

Taking a closer look at the other party's angry expression, Lucius couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, elves are much better-looking than orcs. I'm still more used to seeing such faces."

The pinned elf struggled desperately: "You don't deserve to be with elves anymore!"

"I'm not worthy?" Lucius sneered, thinking of the responsibility Thranduy had to bear on himself all the time, his mood became a little worse.At this time, these elves are so simple-minded that it makes people angry.And the most exasperating thing was that Thranduil cared so much about these elves.So that the simplicity that Lucius wanted in the first place became so complicated.

The idea of ​​madness swirled in Lucius' eyes, and the madness in his eyes gradually became stronger, and even the elf couldn't help showing a look of fear.

But the thought of destroying the world in his mind was quickly dispelled by the intense pain in his body, Lucius laughed mockingly again, laughing at himself.

In fact, he is also very stupid, so he thinks that what he wants is very simple.If Malfoy's appearance in the first place was already part of the game, how could what he wanted be simple?It is the most ridiculous and ironic to think of my ancestors and all those people who are just in the game without knowing it.

However, this situation is far from the worst moment, since death is not, betrayal is not, and absorbing the curse is not misunderstood, it is impossible to make Lucius surrender just like this.

Since the world let him appear, he will definitely end it all.No force can stop it.

His madness gradually cooled down, and his eyes turned into a kind of condescending bewitchment: "Look into my eyes, can you say it again?"

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